Dog days

So apparently it’s International Dog Day. Bert was rather perplexed when I told him as he clearly assumed every day was a dog day.

I have now been a dog owner again for 9 months. I honestly couldn’t imagine life without Bert. Sure he drives me mad sometimes (see yesterday’s digging video). Today he got his ball stuck in a pot. That was carnage for my poor plants…

They will recover. My garden will recover. Holes can be filled. My house will be straight again one day. I will be able to leave things without fear of them being chewed or nicked. My shoulders and arms will recover from being dragged around. One day he’ll walk nicely on the lead. My legs will recover from the extra miles of walking. My ears will recover from his random barking. And I’ll stop jumping when he does. I’m really selling it huh?!

The happiness my Baby Sprocker brings me is worth it all. He’s such a sweet boy. And is really well behaved for nearly 11 months. I mean, just look at his little face.

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